With the Tempo now
08-04-2020, 01:56 PM
Tempo was shaking by the time he had started to slow his flight from Abaven's border. His jaw parted and tongue lolling as he panted, swaying on his paws before he found them buckling under him. His knees simply seeming to give out and the world rose up to meet him. An "oof" escaped his throat as he hit the ground, rough. Tempo's eyes fluttered for a moment but he managed to hang onto his consciousness, more tired than anything else. His violet gaze sliding along the treetops and then skirting along the ground, he noted the river he could have just as easily collapsed into and some part of him wondered if that might not have made things easier, slip away with no one looking for him. Then a scent drifted towards him on the breeze, the distinction smell of Toxicity's friend. The strange round faced animal that has perched in the tree. Tempo lifted his head, looking around. "Obi?" He managed to croak, throat still raw from his run and from the crying. |
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